STEPHALICIOUS

She's a mother, a daughter a sister, a friend. She's called a soulmate, a woman someone adores. Yet you only see her as a face to behold not the story waiting to be told behind that smile, behind those eyes, there's a million other joys and highs.

Feelings words can't describe Skip of a beat, a flutter from inside Shy, secret smiles. Listening to his voice, lost in his eyes, glistening. Imagination that seems to take hold. of thoughts, moments, times you wish to unfold. A touch of the hand. Just one deep gaze like feeling the sun warm on your back. A hand on your waist a sort of warmth so tangible you can taste. A soft whisper that glides through the air with words so sweet with this moment we share. Then the suns long fingers reach out to my face I open my eyes and realise this moment I chase is locked in my dreams, too good to be true. If only they could happen with

A Day in the Life of Alice Cullen The time had flown by so fast. It seemed like none had passed at all. As usual, the morning sun had just started to light up the tress. I could see them from the glass that made up one wall of my and Jaspers room. I sighed. Jasper knew as well as I that we had to go to school. My lips pressed to his again, like they had so many times in the night. Downstairs, I could hear Edward playing the piano, a good morning to all of us. I smiled. Today would be a good day, even with school interrupting Jasper and me. And then I realized: the sun! The sun was just starting to show in between the trees. Which meant----No

Dear Mum and Dad, First of all you need to know that this is not your fault, It's mine, for I locked my problem inside me like a vault, Problems that I was never able to tell you, Problems that I'm sick of dealing with. I'm through. I'm sick of pretending that everything's alright, I'm sick of having all these emotional demons to fight. I can't take my depressing life anymore, I realize I felt this way too often before. I now know I'm not needed in this place, Just another stupid teen, just another ugly face. I can tell I'm secretly hated by everyone I know, Though, when I'm around, they don't let their hatred show. My life has n

She stands on top of her world, As she sheds her clothing. Her soul naked to the people below, The pain she feels written on her face. She sings to break the silence, As the nurses struggle to understand. A wound on her arm, Deep to the bone. She bites into it, Salty blood drips as she rips a vein, And she smears her bare breasts in her life. Nursing staff stand below waiting to catch her if she falls. The life pours out of her and she screams to release the tension. Her mind unable to cope, she self-harms to end the struggle. No other way out, But the pain.